Broken Antler Fen And as the world comes to an end

Pearl honestly didn't think she was being all that negative and was just stating what was in her brain. Regardless, she was immensely grateful for the reasurance, which she needed more than she thought. Now pups, that was something that she hadn't quite thought of much with the famine going on. It was a plesant thought, a bunch of chubby, fluffy miniture combinations of them running around the fens, which in a better time, would be bursting with greenery and plenty of prey. It would come soon enough, but it seemed as if that fantasy was off in another place, meant for someone else. For now, she smiled hopefully at Sebastian, wondering how she was lucky enough to end up with him.

She did as she was told and lapped at the water until she felt funny enough to stop, her face betraying her with a weird look at the ground. Pearl shifted her gaze to Sebastian, who was somehow managing through all of this. He didn't look well, but none of them did at this point. Briefly, she wondered how many lives the famine had claimed already, and how many more had to be before it stopped. She felt like cursing at the earth, but it wouldn't do much good. Still, it would make her feel a bit better, but she remembered what Seb had said a long while ago about his stance on cursing.

So Pearl settled on light conversation, padded over to her mate and sat beside him. After burying her face in his fur and enjoying his scent, she leaned against him and asked, "What do you think our pups would look like?"